#Camino Inglés vs Camino Francés

The English or the French? It’s a rivalry that’s lasted hundreds of years, and not one I really intend to solve in this blog, but having walked the English and French Caminos, I have some reflections on the comparative merits of both. If you want a quiet Camino: I can’t start by giving the English…

#Camino Inglés Day Three: All Part of the Adventure

I’ve started to realise that it takes a couple of days on the Camino before you really “arrive” on the Camino. I arrived today. I separated from the group a little, and walked by myself in the early Galician morning. It had rained in the night, so the air was very fresh, and the trees…

#Camino Inglés Day Two: A Day of Extremes

When another pilgrim’s alarm went off at 5am this morning, and they left it going for a full minute before switching it off, I thought this was going to be a bad day, but I fell asleep again, and woke up at 8am (this is crazy late for the Camino and bodes well). We were…

My second Camino: the pilgrims’ meal

I normally write my blog in the afternoon, after walking, and before dinner, so I haven’t written much before about the pilgrims’ meals on the Camino. But now seems like a good opportunity because we had a very special pilgrims’ meal in Villavante, the night before last. All along the Camino you can have a…

My second #Camino: you don’t just see, you experience

The magic of travelling across a country on foot is that you don’t just see it, you really experience it. One of my favourite experiences is the food. Food along the Camino is like nothing else on earth. Of course, it’s probably not just the quality of food (though it’s generally very good). Walking several…

My second #Camino: andar y descansar

It’s easy to push yourself too hard on the Camino. You want to walk. You came here to walk. Just a few more kilometres… It’s not so easy to rest. But it’s important to do so. It’s vital for your body, and it’s also good for your soul. I remember reading a sign last year…

#Camino Days 10 and 11: Camino 2.0

As I write my blog today, I am sitting out in the sun in a little village called San Martín, drinking a cup of tea. I’ve covered a respectable 17km on foot and I’m now ahead of schedule… due to a quick trip on a train… When Iast blogged I was resting up in Burgos….